(The Hypnotic Power of) cHikKenZ Lyrix & Muzak by Jim Mortimore (& the Chikkenz) Day is done Night coming down People fear Night is here Moon coming up People run Under dustbins In the burned out shops Down the alleys All the dead are cops Couldn’t stop them Just the damned walk here (And the chikkenz) Here they come Finger likkin chikkenz Struttin down the street With their beaks a-clikkin Claws a tappin, wings a flappin Beady little eyes blasting us with their hypnotic power Its our final hour Getting hungry Devil’s riding out Lunchtime Sunday Gonna scream and shout There’s no fury Like a chikken spurned Babies over easy Humans lightly burned (Man those chikkenz are hard) Here they come Finger likkin chikkenz Struttin down the street With their beaks a-clikkin Claws a tappin, wings a flappin Beady little eyes blasting us with their hypnotic power Its our final hour (chikkenz clucking, a long drawn out scream of gut-wrenching horror) Call the foxes Oh – except – they’re all dead Chikkenz killed them Cos they knew they’d fight For the humans Even though humans hunt foxes with dogs which just goes to show how stupid foxes, humans and chikkenz really are It’s the law of the jungle out there Survival of the fittest Nature red in beak and claw Nobody gets out alive (Except the chikkenz) Here they come Finger likkin chikkenz Struttin down the street With their beaks a-clikkin Claws a tappin, wings a flappin Beady little eyes blasting us with their hypnotic power Its our final hour